livin in this dreaded life, no remorse, no surprise
wear down my broken soul, empty stare, vessel
destroy the youth, destroy our pride, teaching us to abide
feet shackled, hands tied in this prison called life.
anger, torture, pain, despair, constant weight, can't help pulling my hair,
shit keeps stacking more and more i start to wonder how much more can i endure
night after night of emotional agony, so much stress, hold my tongue and watch me bleed, tears and blood start to flow all over this godforsaken world
let me down and plead
cut me up and bleed
lie to yourself, it's no use
in this world we're born to lose.
Truly a record that never gets old. Quite the opposite, it ages so well I finally decided to purchase it. Can't get enough of that piercing noise that runs wild start to finish, uninterrupted. grysom
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